Trapped inside the headquarters of the Dark Organization, everyone felt as though they were locked inside a massive, airtight cage. The thick darkness clung to them like unwashed ink, striking a deep panic into their hearts.
The surrounding air was suffocatingly heavy, as if an invisible pair of hands was tightly clamped over their noses and mouths. Every breath became an extraordinary struggle.
Lu Yao tried to break free by executing an unfamiliar spell, but it felt like punching a pile of cotton. Her strength rebounded against her, numbing the web of her thumb and forefinger with a sensation like countless fine needles pricking her skin, a mixture of numbness and stinging pain.
Chapter 42